Part 3, Chapter 35: Jun Moxie's Plans for a Rainy Day and Fatty Tang's Great Ideals

"No problem!" His Majesty Huangge's eyes were deep and unpredictable, and he smiled coldly: "Ling'er is always my daughter, how can I let my daughter have trouble? Looking at the Tianxiang Empire, who dares to touch her? I will kill him all! Anyone who is not afraid, just try it!"

Mr. Wen sighed secretly. There are people who are not afraid long ago, and I have never seen you destroying his family. If the daughter is really dead, even if you destroy the other party's family afterwards, can you save your daughter?

It seems that His Majesty is determined to walk along this route.

After the disturbance of the third prince, the auction ended early. Except for a few people including Yang Mo, everyone was very happy, and now they have gradually started to leave the venue.

Young Master Jun stood upstairs, seeing General Dugu Invincible fleeing with his son first, as if there was a ghost following behind, he almost didn't laugh out loud. But Dugu Yi didn't leave, and was walking upstairs.

"After it's over, let Tang Yuan and Song Shanghuo come to me! I have other things to arrange Jun Moxie's face is a little heavy. Although it's just an auction, how can Jun Moxie express his secret intentions? Is it a trivial matter?

A small butterfly fanning the wind can change some of the original trajectory, not to mention organizing a noble auction at such a sensitive moment? It can trigger earth-shaking changes at every turn!

"Third Uncle, those of us who have been arranged outside to pay attention to the secret contacts of each government and each family, no matter whether they have gained anything or not, they must retreat now! Don't leave any traces of sisterhood. Everyone must give their hands The information on the Internet was quickly sorted out and gathered in one place. After this time, I believe that the hall can basically know the strength of Tianxiang's major families and wealthy families, especially the strength of those vassals. Chu, third uncle, you must arrange this matter properly, and you must not be careless."

"I understand, I will act carefully." Jun Wuyi's face was a little serious. Deep jaw.

"Now I know that this matter was arranged by Ai behind my back. Only the third uncle. Tang Yuan, Song Shang, Wang Ye, four people. There is no problem with the third uncle. After Tang Yuan and Song Shang, after I mentioned something, they should also No problem. As for Ying Bokong, he might be able to vaguely guess something, but it doesn't matter," Jun Moxie thought about it, but didn't say it out loud, looking up at the little one who was gnashing his teeth on the armchair. Yang Mo suddenly had an idea in his mind: "Yang Mo, I'll write a few words. When you go back, I will give it to your father. You must not let others see it."

Yang Mo agreed dully.

"By the way, there is another Hai Chenfeng, although he is a master of Tianxuan," Jun Moxie didn't have time to pay attention to Yang Mo's sadness, and continued to think about the loopholes in this operation.

Only by the rainy day can we be invincible

Although there are many people at the scene,

but. But Jun Moxie always felt that there was a pair of deep eyes looking for him everywhere. The two men in black robes who suddenly appeared behind Lingmeng Princess made Jun Moxie feel a great sense of crisis in his heart!

As the auction came to an end, the guests also left one after another, and the three princes left one after another, especially His Royal Highness the third prince, who couldn't wait to offer his filial heart to his father, but Princess Lingmeng was still in a daze. Sitting on a chair, motionless. Although Lingmeng already knew that the three elder brothers were in conflict with each other for the throne, and also knew the emperor's intentions, but today she heard this kind of discussion naked. She still can't accept it!

These people are his fathers and his brothers and sisters. They are all their own flesh and blood relatives! These should be my closest people, but why, why,,

Princess Lingmeng suddenly felt that she was really lonely and helpless. I really want to talk to Dugu Yi and other caring sisters. I want to find a generous shoulder to lean on." Unfortunately, where can I find such a person?

Princess Lingmeng's beautiful eyes, which were always bright, were a little hollow at this moment. Somewhat bleak. She couldn't help reaching out to touch her chest, there. There are four throwing knives, four magical weapons from that person, the only thing that can bring her comfort! The cold blade was already warmed by his own body temperature. like

The two men in black behind her disappeared at some point. The Lord Tianxiang and Mr. Wen left one step earlier, but the princess could not interfere with their coming and going.

Seeing that Her Highness the Princess hadn't left for a long time, the princess maid finally came in from the outside and stood by her side, watching the crowd gradually dissipate with her.

Gradually, the hall became empty, unusually empty, bursts of charming flowers slowly came, gradually replaced the intoxicating aroma of wine, and also drove away the different smells left by the crowd, slowly making this hall. It became elegant again.

Light pours in from all sides, bright and dark, empty and wide.

Upstairs, there are still mesmerizing flute sounds tirelessly coming, as if telling the loneliness of generations, the sorrow of thousands of years,

Lingmeng sat quietly, listening to this ethereal music, her figure became more and more fragile, lonely

Master Jun just arranged for someone to send Yang Mo away. This little world. Today, I have experienced too many things, and I have suffered quite a blow. It was supposed to be a fun thing, but came here excitedly, but went back with physical and mental injuries, this is undoubtedly a cruel thing for a child who is only ten years old.

But Master Jun didn't try to comfort him, let alone try to make him happy.

Bao Jianfeng comes out of sharpening. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, without a lot of tempering, how can the intoxicating fragrance of flowers come, with peerless sharpness? !

The growth of a child always depends on his hard work. Today, I have already planted an inexhaustible seed in his immature heart, and after having suffered such a blow and endured such humiliation, I will definitely achieve real growth. No matter what you do in the future, the experience you endure now will be the most precious wealth in the future!

Only experience more. Only then will he grow into a real man who stands upright.

There is no so-called depraved emotion in the world, only after being toyed with and abandoned by others will you play with life! There are no truly ambitious people in the world. Only those who have been oppressed by others and have a strong sense of loss after comparison will have the idea of ​​trampling the whole world under their feet and being the only one!

Everything happens for a reason. There is a cause and an effect.

One can never really bear his pain for another.

Killer Jun would never do such a thing!

Appreciation is one thing, but helping is another! If even you can't bear the blow on yourself. Well, I will not help you! If you die, you will die. There is no pity for those who cannot help themselves to stand. Even if that person is a good person, there will be no regrets.

outside!

After all, in the whole world, too many good people die in one day.

Young Master Jun thought to himself: I can't help you! Don't say that I am not the savior, even if I am the savior, I can't help you!

Tang Yuan greeted him happily, his fat face flushed with excitement. He opened his mouth and yelled: "Exorbitant profits! Real huge profits! Wahahaha, I, Tang Yuan, made money today. I didn't expect that I, Tang Yuan, would have today too! Excited!" Suddenly, he jumped and looked at Jun ferociously. Mo Xie roared: "Ninety million taels, a full ninety million taels ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhups ninety million taels."

It seems that the fat man is in a state of hysterical rage, and the fat man's virtue of daring to treat Young Master Jun on weekdays is all because of money!

money! ,, original sin!

Song Shang followed behind him with a gloomy face, while Jin was not half happy. In Song's heart, selling such high-quality wine to these so-called nobles is a waste of food! The master's wine is a rare divine product in the world. How can it be measured by mere money?

However, Grand Master Jun has an order, so he dare not disobey it.

Dugu Xiaoyi followed at the end, jumping up, her face full of joy. It seems that the success of this auction organized by Jun Moxie is more gratifying than her own success.

"Really?" Jun Moxie looked at him with a smile. "Fatty, this time you have more than ten million taels of silver in terms of dividends. What are your plans for the future?"

"Follow-up plan?" Tang Yuan rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then said with a sigh of relief: "Yes, why not, I have had a dream since I was a child, but unfortunately, there has never been enough money for me to use, and my family will not give it to me." Such a large cost, so it has not been realized.”

As he spoke, Fatty Tang sighed, looking fascinated and resentful. Occasionally, there is a little relief, the joy that the long-cherished wish is about to come true, and "anxiety.

"What lofty ideal? Let's talk about it." Jun Moxie couldn't help but get excited when he heard the words. He originally asked the question casually, but in the end he actually asked about Fatty Tang's biggest dream. As a dude with the same reputation, how can Jun Moxie not be curious that this fat man's dirty heart full of fat hides a lofty dream in life?

This is really a bit outrageous!

"I've been thinking about it. When I have money, the money that really belongs to me. If I have enough money, I will..." Tang Yuan's sentimental face made the atmosphere in the room dull. Even Dugu Xiaoyi, who likes to tease Tang Yuan so much, couldn't help but keep her mouth shut, waiting for Fatty Tang to relax.

"I'll go to Lingwu Lake and gather all the whores in each building who claim to be performers but not their bodies in one house. Everyone will sing and dance naked for me! You will have to wink after wink!" Throwing it at me eye-catchingly, the action needs to be coquettish and unrestrained, it’s a one-off, and I won’t spare any money!" Tang Yuan smacked his mouth, looking fascinated by the aftertaste, as if he had already seen this grand scene.

Everyone was speechless! Everyone's face is weird.

As expected of the most famous rich young man in the capital, even his dreams are so different! Not convinced!

"What I don't like the most are those who have become bitches and still set up memorial arches and bullshit!" Tang Yuan said angrily: "F*ck, since you are an old daughter, you want to sell it, but you have to hang one. It’s a brand that doesn’t sell itself. Why do they call themselves masters! Shit masters! Fuck their ancestors! Also, they actually said in awe-inspiring way: I’m dedicating myself to art! Fuck! What the hell! If it wasn’t for money, why bother? Jumping back and forth from one house to another? Do you really think you are a saint?"

Everyone was shocked again. However, "Fatty's words still seem" to have some truth.

"Since it's not for money, this and that." Everyone, you don't look bad, why don't you find a man to marry, it's safer than doing this, right? To put it bluntly, it is cheap! ***, what a show but not a body! I beat them to death one by one with silver! Let's see if they sell it! " Tang Yuan was filled with indignation and grief.